Friday, September 16, 2005
This is all I am going to say about Kenny Chesney and Renee Zellweger
I believe in the psychology of photographs—in that they reveal subtext visually just as clearly as any other form. Here’s the problem, and I spotted it right away, he has his other hand in his pocket, which means he doesn’t take ANY of it seriously—most of all his ridiculously bashful bride.
Ladies, watch for casual disengagement in your mates and gents, watch for desperation in your fillies—if ya see it, RUN. Renee is probably the most countdown, clock-ticking desperado out there. That girl wants to be HITCHED and hitched bad. Desperation is not a pretty vibe; it does not wear well; it does not smell good. And it is visible from outer space.
Also, ladies, if your man looks like a bizarre murderous cowboy robot gunslinger,
like Yul Brenner in Westworld, chances are things are not going to go well. Yul Brenner was hiding his interior robotic self and it sounds like Kenny was "fraudulent" about something as well.
Hmmm, I wonder what that could be. Maybe he's a "robot" inside too.
Cynicism is another word for reality